I have fallen too many times to count
But
Each time
I rise
I have the memory of each moment I failed
I have the memories of the times I got back up
A failure is never an option
But
Life has a funny way of pushing you in a ditch, cover you with mud, then say, “climb out”.
I have fallen too many times to count
But, I’m still here
Standing
So, that has to count for something.
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